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| Angela Poliv in front of a New York city museum. April 13, 2013 |
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| Angela Poliv standing in front of the Statue of Liberty April 13, 2013 |
New York city is toted as the greatest city in the world, the hub of the world, the place to be, the place to live in, or be from, but it isn't. It can't be if sanity, and sacredness of land is a premium state of being! That defies the rules of logic. If it is it is buried deep within the tens of thousands of people walking with dead eyes walking from here to there in the loud, dirty streets.
But, many insist surviving and thriving in that city is possible, and the references to the city and the glorification of the city are spoken as if New York city is a nature site of rare and great beauty, and a breathtaking presence before the Creator is a New York experience, or is that what people have to believe to believe they will make it in their fields of endeavor while in New York city? The songs about the city are anthems, and the larger than life personalities flashing and flitting across movie and television screens make the case about the city's glory until you get there or approach the city, and the deep murky feel of dying, being dead, and separated from the primal feedings of divine light arrests your body and jabs the mind with the numerous impossibilities of life without the splendor and the touch of God. Many a person has heard themselves cry within, or say aloud, or to themselves in terror looking around at the city, "What the fuck is this?, or How will I get out of here alive, or sane?"
But, still some of the most innocent and precious moments are captured in that city, and you wonder how a flower blooms on a city street, or how the sun edges through the gray of fog to warm the street, how boy meets girl and marries the girl, or how a cry for help doesn't blend in with the sounds of the street? - Gregory E. Woods 10.18.13
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| Columbus depiction of introduction to the New World. |
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| Padma Lakshmi in black dress on blue carpet !!!! |
